phone post: shark week.

Let me just say that for a long while, shark week hasn't exactly been a regularly scheduled thing for me. I use to go something like 6 months w/o sometimes, and in enjoying the benefit of a whacked schedule I would and did often forget what pms'ing was like. This forgetting, and not always knowing when shark week would come, has caused me considerable grief.

Imagine, if you will, that you feel good one day and then the next, you are PISSED by everything, thrown into fits of brooding, and you don't have the reassurance of thinking "oh man, it's almost shark week" to offer an explanation for your sudden mental afflictions. YOU'D THINK YOU WERE GOING FUCKING NUTS, and I do almost every time it happens now. Then the other physical signs come and a wave of relief literally washes over me. My disposition, though not always 100% remedied, is made significantly much sunnier and most importantly I NO LONGER THINK I'VE DEVELOPED A SERIOUS MENTAL ILLNESS.

It would be nice to get back to some kind of biological tv guide consistency in my shark week schedule, but with no medical insurance, and not enough money to handle any kind of doctors bills, I'm just going to have to remain at the whim of my sporatic unsure moments and hold out for the painful relief to come.